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escape the darkness

in the darkness
one can't see the shadows
falling down around them
but can feel the chill
as it rises in the air
sweeping over them

with misty eyes
even these skies cry
as the clouds of fear
hide glimmers of hope

it's times like this
where the darkest hours reign
that i miss you most
and long to feel your touch
comfort the child within me
as well as the adult i've become

alone i stand
a wreath of emotions
gather within my mind
where my thoughts
fall silent only to prayer

I'm confined
outside of dreams
as this nightmare
becomes reality

now only the crow
can visit your grave
as he flies
in and out
of the darkness
life has become

March 26, 2020



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Date: 3/29/2020 2:28:00 PM
A cold lonely write...where darkness be the only light...All the best Sandra
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Date: 3/29/2020 10:54:00 AM
So haunting and melancholy - that first stanza, so evocative of despair, a poignant ode to loss-
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Date: 3/28/2020 6:46:00 AM
Such a lovely piece penned with eloquence and splendour Sandy, such a treat to feast on. Blessings, Gordon
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Date: 3/26/2020 2:05:00 PM
A beautiful and thoughtful peek into the darkness here Sandra. Loved the line "comfort the child within me / as well as the adult i've become", as well as your use of crows, shadows, clouds, and chill to describe the loneliness. Another gem ~ Hugs/John
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Date: 3/26/2020 6:20:00 PM
thank you so much John... darkness is upon us... may the light come and lift this gloom soon... hugs and blessings
Date: 3/26/2020 10:08:00 AM
A time to be a child and a time to be adult - intense emotions brought to life in your poem Sandy - well penned my friend, keep safe - safe thoughts floating across the pond to you and yours! Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.
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Date: 3/26/2020 6:19:00 PM
Thank you so much Jennifer... scary times we are living in, sometimes an escape to easier times would be nice... sometimes those we want or need comfort from are not around... hugs and blessings my friend
Date: 3/26/2020 9:35:00 AM
A very touching piece Sandra. When we lose someone very close to us sometimes we feel so alone in the world. That's when we need to draw close to The Lord. He will send His Holy Spirit to guide and comfort us in our hour of need. God Bless, JB
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Sandra Adams
Date: 3/26/2020 6:18:00 PM
Thank you so much Judy... stay safe my friend... hugs and blessings
Date: 3/26/2020 9:24:00 AM
An outstanding profound poem with stunning expressions dearest, Sandra! Much loved it! Hugs xxx
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Sandra Adams
Date: 3/26/2020 6:17:00 PM
thank you so much Demetrios... hugs and blessings to you my friend... :) XoXo
Date: 3/26/2020 8:53:00 AM
Profoundly penned, my friend -- 'the child within me as well as the adult I've become'...'a wreath of my emotions'... 'of the darkness life has become' -- so many memorable lines. This poem just aches emotion. Superb penning! Bravo! :) Gershon
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Sandra Adams
Date: 3/26/2020 8:55:00 AM
thank you so much Gershon...I made a wreath for my father for Easter...it sits in my closet...I wish I could place it but I cannot... we are not allowed to leave the house...it's times like these, the darkest moments in life that you miss the loved ones lost the most... hugs and blessings!
Date: 3/26/2020 8:06:00 AM
Sad yet beautifully written, as always, Sandy. Your verses evoke emotions brilliantly: with misty eyes even these skies cry as the clouds of fear hide glimmers of hope...well done my friend.
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Date: 3/26/2020 8:53:00 AM
Thank you so much Vijay...we are living in some scary times... it consumes many of my thoughts... hope you are well.. stay safe... hugs and blessings!
Date: 3/26/2020 7:02:00 AM
Loneliness flows through this poem weaving in and out of the sadness and longing for one who is no longer near. Beautifully done my friend. Your poetry is amazing.
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Date: 3/26/2020 8:52:00 AM
Thank you Chris...I made my father a wreath before the virus hit...I was waiting till closer to Easter to place it but it's not looking like I will be able to place it … sometimes you just wish those lost can come and comfort you at times like these... hugs
Date: 3/26/2020 5:02:00 AM
Your ending surprised me a bit. Loved the images you created. Hugs.
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Date: 3/26/2020 8:51:00 AM
thank you Victor...I made a wreath for my father's grave but we are ordered to stay at home and unless it's an emergency or you need supplies you are not to leave your home...I guess I will save it for another time... hugs